Thursday, November 4, 2010

St. Charles Borromeo (patron of intestinal problems & apple orchards)

I sewed my skin back together

as if it had come apart by accident

as if this is what just happens

when you’re busy counting the roots

that crawl towards the front door.

there was something pained

inside. I had to let it out--

an attempt to simplify

my own interior.

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